"Of course, we are still a little short of it, to reach the realm of heaven and human, to live forever, to be immortal..."
Ying Ziye held Lu Su's hand a little tighter, feeling the softness and sweetness, and said leisurely.
Eternal life, immortality and immortality are the pursuits of every living being.
"snort!"
Lu Pheasant snorted lightly and said proudly: "Husband, you are so leisurely!"
"But it's not because I, Sister Bai Ying, and the others are waiting on you that you can feel so comfortable?"
Bai Ying chuckled upon hearing this.
Ying Ziye's face was also a little rosy, and he asked: "Who gave me a virtuous wife and beautiful concubine?"
"cut!"
Lu Pheasant rolled his eyes.
Bai Ying's cold little face was shy, she poked his face with her slender jade fingers, and joked: "I find that my husband is getting thicker and thicker!"
Lu Su also nodded when he heard this, and said seriously with a small face: "Yes, I feel the same way."
"Ahem!"
Ying Ziye immediately changed the subject and said, "Come on, Su Su, this is the phoenix hairpin I carved for you when my husband was supervising the trials of the students and scholars on Fengxia Mountain. I gave it to you!"
As he spoke, he took out a wooden hairpin from his arms, which was green and antique.
The hairpin head is a flying phoenix, and the carving is extremely meticulous.
Every detail is revealed, the phoenix eyes are lively, with a hint of vitality, as if they are alive.
Although it is not made of gold or jade, the image and artistic conception are not inferior at all!
What's more, this is the eighth son of the Great Qin Empire, a strong celestial figure...
And so on, engraved by a series of title holders!
These identities alone are enough to make it worth thousands of gold.
"Thank you, husband!"
Lu Su happily took the wooden hairpin and looked at it happily, loving it even more.
What she cares about most is Ying Ziye's thoughts and making it with her own hands.
As for what he looks like and what his identity is, he doesn't care at all.
Even if it was just a wooden hairpin made from a simple sharpened branch, as long as it was given by Ying Ziye, she would accept it with joy.
Take a sip!
Lu Su's pink lips quickly kissed the corner of Ying Ziye's mouth.
Then he buried his head in Ying Ziye's arms, blushing with shame and not daring to look at anyone.
"Hey, hey, hey, husband!"
Lu Pheasant was not happy anymore, with a sullen face and full of jealousy: "Now that my sister is pregnant, my husband has forgotten about our sisters and only remembers my sister."
Bai Ying also joined in, and said seriously with a small face: "Husband, you don't even give me and my younger sister any gifts. It's really annoying."
"snort!"
Lu Pheasant snorted proudly.
"Hmph!"
Bai Ying put his hands on his hips, making an angry gesture.
"Where is it?"
Ying Ziye's face was covered with black lines, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
In the end, he could only agree to the two of them and carve a hairpin for each of them.
"Fortunately, Young Siming is not here, but with her temperament, she shouldn't cause trouble..."
Ying Ziye couldn't help but shook his head.
at night.
Eight Young Master's Mansion.
In the study room.
"Sir, there is a letter from a bad person."
Jianjiu handed a letter to the desk.
"oh!"
Ying Ziye let out a sigh, picked up the letter, walked to the window sill, opened it with a wisp of sword energy coming out from his fingertips.
I saw it written clearly above the letter.
"Master Qi, the Xiongnu army has shrunk in the northern border area."
"In recent days, there has been no large-scale attacks. Instead, there has been small-scale harassment. It seems that they want to tire out the Qin soldiers."
"The various sect forces have also disappeared..."
The Xiongnu royal court changed its normal behavior. Did it mean that it did not want to fight with the Qin Empire?
That must be impossible!
A large army is not child's play, how can we say we won't fight if we don't fight?
What's more, the Xiongnu royal court has not achieved its goal and will not give up even to the death.
Ying Ziye secretly guessed and said with a faint look, "I'm afraid the Huns are harboring some bad ideas."
"If this continues, the Temple of War will surely make big moves soon."
Jian Jiu smiled when he heard the words and responded: "The deceitfulness of beasts is so great that it only adds to the laughter..."
Ying Ziye dipped his pen in ink, picked up a piece of white paper and started writing.
Then he handed it to Jian Jiu and asked him to go to the Imperial Academy Baijia Palace and hand it over to the elder of the military leader.
"I am sending an order to the peasant soldiers and elders to go to the northern border to wait for their move!"
Ying Ziye ordered.
"Here!"
Jianjiu cupped his hand and took the letter.
A few days ago.
The northern frontier of the Qin Empire.
Where is the royal court of the Huns!
It's a dark moon and a high wind, which is a good time to kill.
"Oow, oow!"
The wild wolves on the grassland kept roaring.
One by one, the Snare Killers and Shadow Guards took action.
Liu Jiannu and other world-killing killers infiltrated into the Xiongnu army.
A large and exquisite tent, one could easily identify it as the residence of a powerful person just by looking at it.
Han Feng, a prefectural-level killer, quietly groped his way in, dodging patrol teams along the way.
In the tent, there was an extremely fragrant scene.
A short and stocky Hun man was holding several women in his arms with a happy expression.
"Ah!"
Han Feng chuckled lightly and couldn't help but laugh: "If I can enjoy something before I die, I will die well and leave no regrets."
The sudden laughter and words made the Hun man tremble and tremble.
He looked a little panicked and fierce, and asked loudly: "Who dares to break into the tent of this Qianqi Chief?"
At the same time, he turned his head, looked around cautiously, and reached out for the long knife.
From a series of reactions, it can be seen that it is not weak.
It's just a pity that when I met the Luowang killer, he was an earth-level killer second only to the heaven-level!
bass!
Han Feng slashed out with his sword, white light flashed, and blood appeared.
The head of the Xiongnu Qianqiu leader fell to the ground, and blood surged from his neck.
"Ahhhhh, kill..."
The three Hun women screamed when they saw this.
But Han Feng smiled coldly, and in an instant, his hands reached out and broke the necks of the three people.
People die in anger!
There was a look of panic and fear on her beautiful face.
"hey-hey!"
Han Feng smiled sickly, sniffed the bodies of the three of them, and sighed.
"The Xiongnu women are really stinky. They always smell like mutton, which is not as good as the body fragrance of Zhu Xia women."
Then the figure gradually disappeared and disappeared into the tent.
There are also several people guarding the door of another large and luxurious tent.
Here is the handsome tent of the Xiongnu general Qiequ Huer.
The lights in the tent were brightly lit, and Qu Huer was frowning in confusion.
Not long ago, he suffered a huge blow and was repulsed by reinforcements from the Qin Empire and failed to capture Jiuyuan County.
"well……"
And Qu Huer couldn't help but sigh.
If it weren't for the timely reinforcements from Da Qin, I'm afraid he would have made a great contribution.
"General, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest."
A soldier came over and made the bed.
"Um!"
Qi Quhuer nodded. It was useless to think about it now. He could only place his hope on the Temple of War.
He walked to the bed, leaned down and said, "Turn out the light."
"Here!"
The soldier responded, extinguished the candle, and then sat on the animal skin cushion under the bed, guarding the general.
He is both Qie Quhuer's personal soldier and a slave, and he must defend his master at all times.
